"Ben ascended, and no killer, do you have to enter the foot?"
The Sanskrit bell did not want to be the script of Luo Chen's reputation. He roared angrily, and a strange shape shot from his hands, humming, and pumping towards Luo Chen with a magnificent giant force.
This long cricket is like an iron rod, but the surface is carved with dense patterns, and there is an indescribable mysterious meaning. It is better than Luo Chen's Chinese Xuanki Aoki Sword. At least it is also the top!
A long time, a wave appeared in the void, and directly hit the sword.
It was like a meteor fell since nine days, and then hit the sword body fiercely. The long sword in Luo Chen's hand was hit, and suddenly bent to the extreme, the danger was about to collapse!
"break!"
Luo Chen's sword was cited, and he decisively gave up Ling Kongjian, bullying his body, and a mysterious seal hit the Sanskrit clock chest.
Recently, although the power of the long 力 is great, the Sanskrit bell cannot be used unscrupulously. It can only use the body's body strength to use the body's body strength, and hit Luo Chen with a punch.
"嘭" is another strike. With the help of the front of the front, Luo Chen smashed it and retired a little. He refused to relax at all.
As a result, a picture of the beads that scared people appeared: the eight -order martial arts in the district were chasing the half -step heavenly chasing!
One punch, another punch!
In the final analysis, Luo Chen used the control of the timing to force the Sanskrit bell to the level of the physical strength that he had to fight with himself. Regardless of the true strength of each other, as long as he survived ten moves, Luo Chen won.
This kind of control over the fleeting fighter is amazing, at least Li Zhongqing feels that he cannot do better than Luo Chen. He reads excitedly: "three moves, four moves, five moves ... eight moves!
"
The Sanskrit's eyes flashed suddenly, roaringly shouted, and a crazy killing meaning sent out from the eyes: "You will die for me!"
A circle of golden ripples burst out from his body, and it shot a flat -shaped explosion to Luo Chen. This light seemed to have a conclusion, and there were countless flickering twisted ripples.
Heavenly power, strong!
"Qi Field! It is a gas field that can only have a strong person!" Mo Shaochong shouted excitedly: "Boss Vatican, shock this kid!"
Fan Zixue endured and endured, and then resisted the urge to slap on his face. She knew very well that her brother did not practice at the gas field at all, and forcibly urged the gas field to attack the enemy.
Damage 800.
But how could she say this kind of words?
At the same time, a deep and horrible emotion emerged, that kid, he could force his brother to this step? The fifteen -year -old boy, the power of the background did not even have a strong gas field.
Battle talent?
Fortunately, such a demon will be erased, otherwise it will really be difficult to sleep and eat ...
"Boy, you can die under my golden gas field. In the future, you are in Jiuyou, and you still have glory!" Sanskrit's eyes flashed with cool excitement, the strong gas field erupted, wrapped in Luo Chen.
"not necessarily!"
In the eyes that were excited or worried, Luo Chen drank lightly, and he stepped down at his feet! When he stepped on, the void suddenly twisted, pulled, tears, and a no less inferior killing gas field
The explosion rushed out, and immediately resisted the other party's golden aura.
"What!?"
"impossible!"
"He, he also has an aura?"
With a sound exclaimed, with an incredible horror, no matter the enemy, every look fell on Luo Chen with a strong surprise, and even suspected that he had an illusion:
How could the eighth -order martial arts realize the power of the aura? If so, shouldn't he be ashamed to die?
"Boom!"
The power generated by the Tenth Di Yuan is densely used in the void, which is the same as the power of the aura. At this time, the two aura are opposite, and the nature is not compatible.
Luo Chen's eyes flashed. From a few shots of the Sanskrit bell just now, he can see that this Sanskrit bell has absolutely saved himself! Luo Chen never thinks that he is good at returning, and the other party can let him go.
Then, then
In this case, let's talk about it!
"The ten roads changed, changed! Changes! Change!" Luo Chen drank in his heart, the palm of the palm of mystery twisted the rolling rolling madly, and the true power at Dantian was drawn 90 % in an instant.
In the array.
During the brake, the ten distorted twisted and strangling power of the void seems to be condensed into substance.
"Bang Bang Bang!"
Countless sounds were made at the same moment, and the Sanskrit bell face with a look that could not be believed, only feeling that there was an indescribable force over the opposite side, a feeling of out of control swept the whole body.
His feet suddenly flew away from the ground, and for a moment, he didn't know how many waves of waves were bombarded. A bite of blood sprayed out, and Zhang Xu Gao was shot directly.
"puff!"
Luo Chen was not good at it. He was hit by the air waves from the anti -shock. Although he worked hard to control his body, he also flew out for dozens of feet, and then fell on the ground heavily.
Dye the red chest red.
At this moment, the audience was silent as death-
Ten tricks, it has passed nine tricks!
Luo Chen stood up shaking, and he needed to stand up by the sword to stand up.
He smiled terrible, and when he opened his mouth, he was full of blood, and his voice was a little hoarse that did not belong to the youth: "Ninth Strip."
A deadly silent!
No one, even if it is a opposing camp, no one dares to show a trace of Luo Chenliu ——
Take the eight -level repairs, and fight the half -step strength to the terrible situation. Don't say that they can do it even on the true dragon list?
Gu Xinyu covered her lips tightly, and the inexplicable distress rose, and her tears fell down.
"Hey." Sanskrit Zhong stood up and stood up, and the meaning of jealousy in his eyes could no longer be concealed. He never thought that Luo Chen had the strength to fight for such a level.
Especially when I think of his age, a deep sense of shame is even more: No, the first day of Fangyuan Jiucheng is me! Only my Sanskrit bell is the first day!
"Luoyun knife array!"
The bloody words of the fiercely burst out from the gap between the Sanskrit bell.
As soon as the words were exported, Fanzi Xue looked at him inconspicuously, and he had to use the snail cloud knife array.
Copier?
The elder brother who has always been omnipotent, when facing the eighth -order warrior, was timid?
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